I wish I could chart my feelings
like and equation, but I was
never any good at math.
I’m a star pupil in self doubt.
My inner little demon stomps
all over my heart in her red boots.
My spirt has been left
to air out in the sun.
I find comfort between a rock
and stone, developing a self
portrait of a soul still unknown
who survives on parlor tricks,
and a floating photo frame.
Patterns of wants and desires
on pale face illuminated in the
ghost light of lost years.
I’m trying so hard to negate a negative space,
posing in black and white. Finding color
in the multiplicity of things. I transcribe
the image maker script into what I meant to say.
-Tosha Michelle
Everything I Never Told You 
You know how I feel about your poetry 🙂
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I do. You send me hate mail everyday. Ha! Seriously, thank you, Alex. I appreciate the support.
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When you learn how to negate the negative space, please let me know. 🙂 Love.
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You got it!
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🙂
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Love it, I know about the red boots!
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We need to trash those suckers.
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Truth
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You are an amazing person…just thought you should know that.
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Thank you. Crap, now I feel bad for my comment on your blog. 🙂 You’re an amazing person too.
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……….You already said what you said. No take backs. Lol
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Fine. I stand by it. Ha
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Ouch
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😉
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Tosha, this is a wonderful poem. “I wish I could chart my feelings
like an equation, but I was never any good at math” is a terrific opening. I, too, have been a student in self doubt. I am really looking forward to more from you.
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Thank you. I really appreciate you stopping by. I hope you’ve moved on from self doubt to self confidence.
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Gorgeous
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Well I believe I have been lingering in the ghost light of lost years for awhile now…maybe it’s one of Dante’s levels? Maybe trash the red boots for sure and give the heart a break 🙂
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Bless us both. Thank you for the advice. I’m going to take it. xo
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Love this! We had many similarities so I really find it hard to believe you were no good at maths as it was one of my favourite subjects. From beginning to end this poem is a roller coaster of emotions 🙂
I queue up behind James waiting for when you negate the negative space 😀
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Ha-ha. Thank you. I’m truly terrible at math though. I always found it challenging in school. I think we’ve finally found one area we differ in. Maybe you can turn me into Math whiz. xx
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Ah ah ah, a small difference. I could not turn my daughter into one. I loved math but don’t use much of it anymore. xoxo
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Well we have that in common too. xx
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“I’m trying so hard to negate a negative space,
posing in black and white. Finding color
in the multiplicity of things.”
Fantastic lines! It reminds me of Pleasantville, which is a visually amazing movie. So full circle, your poem is also visually amazing, wonderful. Laughing, oh god, I didn’t know I was such a movie buff Bob. Great music video! ~ Mia 🙂
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Enjoying the movie references. You’re reminding me of films I haven’t thought of in ages, really good films. I’m holding out for a Ted reference though. Ha! Thanks as always for your kindness. Hope you have a lovely day.
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You’re welcome and thank you. Please have a lovely day too!
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Thank you. You too, pretty lady.
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Remarkable! Better than perfection.
From whiter to a darker shade of pale.
I got carried away by your videos. ♡
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Thank you so much xo
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Lovely poem xo
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Thank you xo
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You’re welcome xo
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deep and dense poetry.
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Thanks.
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Your inner demon better stop the stomping. “portrait of a soul still unknown
who survives on parlor tricks,” Amazing. Who could create a line like this??
Only you. So damn creative.
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Thank you. My inner demon is a pest.
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lol You have no reason to have any inner demons. Be gone you little annoying critter.
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You’re kind. Hopefully, she will heed your warning.
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If not I will have to make a trip down South and do a little stomping myself.
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Ha-ha. My hero. Thanks!
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lol
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Oh WP your such a twot for not letting my like the words I got.
A great piece. Days like that are barstewards. It makes the better days all the more special.
I know! It’s fiction! You are a sunny delight who never feels darkness sinking through your skin. You do convey it well, though.
Ya buffoon. X
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I’m Miss. Mary Sunshine, indeed. Now eff off, creep. I have light and cheer to spread to the masses.
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Then fly likkle birdie! FLY!!
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I’m flying high on Mary Jane Sunshine. Righhhhht
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The only way, my snarky friend. The onnnnly waaaaayyyy.
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I enjoyed the video, here’s to imperfection and uniqueness 🌸
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Amen
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